JAKE: Oh! Jane just the person i wanted to see aha.
JAKE: Hello adieu how are you and what brings you here?
JANE: I live here, Jake.
JANE: Now, I know that if I knock on the devil's door, he just might answer, but...
JANE: Why are you in my house, haranguing my cat?
JAKE: Im totally well thank you for asking.
JAKE: Im just helping out my good bro tavvy here!
JAKE: He asked for my help and as a good bro i was called into action.
JAKE: And were totally tight as bros and thats all there really is to say on the matter!
JANE: Oh, Tavros, that's right, hoo hoo.
JANE: Is he still here?
JANE: It's been a minute or two since I've settled in here...
JAKE: Yessir it seems hes been here for quite a while.
JANE: Ah. Well. I've been busy, as I'm sure you can tell.
JAKE: Boy howdy can i. This can town is so spiffy.
JAKE: Its truly something! Its all that and a particularly full bag of chips.
JAKE: When i thought of setting up a new village i thought you would be slumming it and living low on the log. But its miraculous!
JAKE: Karkat must be doing a bangup job as mayors assistant.
JAKE: Maybe ill find my own can and get it dressed to the nines.
JAKE: Do you think dirk would pimp my crib?
JAKE: The man sure does know how to live the swaggiest of bachelors lives and im sure with his help i could have the swankiest can in the shopping aisle.
JAKE: The coolest can in the display pyramid even!
JANE: Forgive me for stepping on your metaphor, but I fear I'm careening with this full shopping cart into it.
JANE: Enough with the blustering analogisms, could you perhaps hurry up?
JANE: I've wanted to get back to my bedroom for a few hours now and you're the only thing left in my way.
JAKE: Am i in your way jane.
JANE: Yes. I would like to get back to my bedroom soon. So if you could do whatever it is that needs doing...
JAKE: Come here you little git.
JAKE: Whos a little baby. Whos a god in feline clothing.
JAKE: Actually are you still a god? Whats the happenings with that. The grapevines told me youre just an adorable little kitten.
JAKE: And youre certainly not pulsating and crackling with majyyks and energons so maybe youre alright after all.
JAKE: But then god cat is hardly a relevant name!
JAKE: Maybe ill name you something else.
JAKE: How about old deuteronomy.
JAKE: Or mister mistoffelees.
JAKE: Maybe mungojerry or rumpleteaser because of your mischiefs!
JAKE: That would certainly be fitting.
JANE: By all means, Jake, please continue to list off all the cats from the musical Cats that you can remember.
JAKE: Shoot ill be out of your hair lickety split.
JAKE: Ive got it on the brain is all.
JAKE: Tavvy! Ive got victoria the white cat under lock and key.